"I don't trust white people in any country," Dulcé Sloan told a crowded room at the Comedy Bar, as she hung the purse she'd brought onstage with her on the microphone stand.
From the wry expression on her face, it was clear that the Daily Show correspondent was serious. "I've been seeing too many broke white people lately, and I'm concerned about y'all. Y'all had all the money. What happened?"
In fact, much of Sloan's set was serious: She takes on racial inequality, fatphobia, and the inexplicable confidence of white men, particularly creeps at bars and comedians with acoustic guitars. But she does so in small doses — none of these things constitute the thesis of her set. Rather, she slips commentary on each into her longer-form stories in a way that's digestible, and she does it all with a laidback temperament that makes her extremely easy to watch. Sloan is charismatic, cool, and confident; it's no wonder Rolling Stone named her one of the "10 Comedians You Need To Know in 2017."
She admits to hating being single, an ongoing bit throughout her set that she prefaced with acknowledgement that every comic talks about being single and she knows this is unoriginal. She discusses trying to find a mate while managing raging hormones that only came to her in her 30s, and as a large woman, describes herself as a creep who approaches men the way men approach women.
Sloan combines a natural talent for storytelling with self-awareness and intellect, creating a set that's entertaining and ripe with witty takeaways. This comedian's made a name for herself among mainstream audiences over the past year, and if her set at JFL42 was any indication, we'll be seeing her around for many more years to come.
Sloan's opener, Robby Hoffman, also deserves high praise. As if her experiences growing up Hasidic in a family ofnine ten children before coming out as lesbian weren't material enough, Hoffman also shone with her witty quips about identical twins who think they're "different," and the sociopaths who like pulp in their orange juice (the equivalent of scraping skin flakes into your juice). Hoffman was incredibly interesting, equally funny, and a must-see during her own hour-long set at JFL42 this year.
Editor's note: thanks to Robby Hoffman for reaching out on Twitter to clarify that we miscounted her siblings.
From the wry expression on her face, it was clear that the Daily Show correspondent was serious. "I've been seeing too many broke white people lately, and I'm concerned about y'all. Y'all had all the money. What happened?"
In fact, much of Sloan's set was serious: She takes on racial inequality, fatphobia, and the inexplicable confidence of white men, particularly creeps at bars and comedians with acoustic guitars. But she does so in small doses — none of these things constitute the thesis of her set. Rather, she slips commentary on each into her longer-form stories in a way that's digestible, and she does it all with a laidback temperament that makes her extremely easy to watch. Sloan is charismatic, cool, and confident; it's no wonder Rolling Stone named her one of the "10 Comedians You Need To Know in 2017."
She admits to hating being single, an ongoing bit throughout her set that she prefaced with acknowledgement that every comic talks about being single and she knows this is unoriginal. She discusses trying to find a mate while managing raging hormones that only came to her in her 30s, and as a large woman, describes herself as a creep who approaches men the way men approach women.
Sloan combines a natural talent for storytelling with self-awareness and intellect, creating a set that's entertaining and ripe with witty takeaways. This comedian's made a name for herself among mainstream audiences over the past year, and if her set at JFL42 was any indication, we'll be seeing her around for many more years to come.
Sloan's opener, Robby Hoffman, also deserves high praise. As if her experiences growing up Hasidic in a family of
Editor's note: thanks to Robby Hoffman for reaching out on Twitter to clarify that we miscounted her siblings.
